Seeing the guard's expression becoming even more dejected, Yan Xianjue smacked his lips. How pitiful.
But he was still a little curious.
"Does my second sister still have your power to punish? I thought she would have to complain to your superiors."
The guard looked at Yan Xianjue with an indescribable expression: "Your second sister is my superior now."
"Besides," he pointed out, "I just bought the wrong bag of candy. I didn't do it on purpose. Your sister just asked me to write a self-criticism. You want to make me lose my job."
It’s not that he lost his job, but this can be considered a mistake at work.
Thinking about it this way, Yan Shan has a pretty good temper.
But I also feel that I was PUA'd by these siblings.
Yan Xianjue himself had no such awareness at all. He called out to Ji Xi, "There's no rush for the review. I haven't set a time. Lei Xuan's review is about to begin."
Ji Xi nodded: "I understand."
Before leaving, Ji Xi sincerely suggested to the guard: "Why don't you confess and get some leniency?"
I always feel that if Yan Shan knew that it was a prank prop, this person would be in a worse situation.
Shen Fangli: “I feel like this guard is a bit dull.”
Yan Xianjue nodded in agreement: "But my second sister didn't replace him."
Shen Fangli said that she understood what Yan Xianjue had not said.
Then Yan Xianjue’s inner voice told her that you still know too little.
[He's the man who, in the future, would dare to set fire to the research institute without hesitation, even without asking why, when my second sister said she wanted to blow it up.]
After hearing Yan Xianjue's sigh, Shen Fangli fell into a long silence.
Whenever she thought she was mentally prepared, she would be shocked by the Yan family's tough style from different angles.
She couldn't help but start to wonder, could it be that the Yan family's madness was just not as obvious as the Ji and Lin families'?
She immediately shook her head. She couldn't think any further, otherwise Yan Xianjue would become a psychopath with a collector's hobby, or the director of a mental hospital.
When the camera shifted back to the guests, the audience couldn't help but sigh, "This is youth!"
"He was lying on the ground looking half dead just now, but he perked up as soon as he changed his clothes."
"I get it, I totally get it. This refreshing and lush look after changing clothes is exactly why I've been following this variety show. It turns out other variety shows are too full of that vibe!"
"Just say it, don't drag it down. Besides, this show clearly had a mission in the first episode. It was clearly Ji Xi's movements that were too coquettish that forced Lei Xuan to cancel the mission."
"What the above person said is also wrong, because this show has a 'no class flavor' role."
"I know. Yan Xianjue, he's clearly the slave owner. For proof, look at the name of the livestream."
"Hahaha, this 'Young Master and His Farmhands' has never been changed back since it was changed, right?"
Even Lu Hui, who was dragged up by Ji Xi and Good, looked much more energetic after changing his clothes.
Another piece of evidence is that his mouth started chattering again. On the left, he said that Good ignored him, and on the right, he said that Ji Xi was replying to emails.
So he turned his attention to Lei Xuan: "Director Lei, what are we doing this afternoon? Are we going to visit some tourist attractions?"
"Come to think of it, I remember a netizen recommending a vegetarian meal at a Buddhist temple on this mountain. Can we still make it?"
Lei Xuan: “…”
Lei Xuan: "I can't catch up, and please respect other people's religious beliefs. They call it a temple."
Lu Hui shrugged: "I believe in science."
Yan Xianjue's body stiffened, and Shen Fangli, who was sitting next to Yan Xianjue, noticed it the first time.
She whispered, "What's wrong?"
Yan Xianjue shook his head.
He was just thinking of his grandfather who always advocated science but turned out to be the protagonist of a metaphysical novel.
Thinking of grandpa: "By the way, I will accompany you to exercise after dinner."
Shen Fangli looked at the mountain road spreading down the mountain and asked in disbelief: "Isn't today's exercise enough?"
Yan Xianjue changed his words: "I'll help you relax your muscles, otherwise I don't think you will be able to go up tomorrow."
Shen Fangli accepted this statement, although she felt that it was not much better.
But Yan Xianjue's attitude was too firm, and she couldn't find an excuse to refute it for a while.
"So this is the reason why you lead a group of people to practice Tai Chi on a famous Buddhist mountain?" Lei Xuan asked speechlessly.
It was only at noon that he asked Lu Hui to respect other people's religious beliefs, but in the evening he discovered that this was the one who showed the least respect for other people's beliefs.
In the afternoon, they visited several nearby temples, and Lei Xuan followed his father's example and filled in the incense money.
Because they had to continue climbing the mountain tomorrow, they didn't walk too far. As a result, after dinner, Yan Xianjue wanted to teach Shen Fangli Tai Chi.
"Seriously?"
Commentary: "...I'm happy that we were able to extend the recording time tonight because of the break, but how should I put it? Lei Xuan asked what I wanted to ask. Is he serious?"
"Aren't you afraid that the monk will hit them out with a stick?"
"I'm not as stingy as you think."
"Besides, they are at a campground, not a temple."
Yan Xianjue also doesn't think there's anything wrong with this, emphasizing, "It's just a little post-meal digestion exercise."
Moreover, it was a relatively mild exercise he chose among other exercises such as running and skipping rope.
Shen Fangli had adjusted her mood during the afternoon stroll, but she didn't expect Yan Xianjue to drag other people along.
The key point is that both Ji Xi and Yao Weiwan seemed to accept it well. Only Lei Xuan complained a few words, but he also found a place to stand.
Even Good, a reserve worker at the banquet, said excitedly, "Is this the kind of morale exercises or sloganeering that are unique to the financial industry?"
Ji Xi thought about the videos he had seen online and shook his head decisively: "Impossible!"
Their company cannot do such low-quality things. It doesn't matter if he loses face for himself, but if he loses face for Yan Xianjue, President Yan will tear him apart.
Even the insurance company downstairs doesn’t do this!
"Okay." Good's tone even had a hint of regret.
"...I feel like Mr. Mao Ning is no longer alone among the top students."
"Plus one."
“I feel like he’s quite regretful.”
"It's not an illusion. He might really want to experience it."
"But Yan Xianjue actually knows how to practice Tai Chi. Don't you think it doesn't match his temperament?"
"I don't know why, even though he seems to have a good temper, I always feel like he's someone who's quick to act."
"Really? I think he's so lazy all day long. He's too lazy to even lift a paw for trivial things. He's perfect for a slow, leisurely exercise like Tai Chi."
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